2/12/2014

As if James Franco's rappin' thug Alien wasn't strange enough in Harmony Korine's Spring Breakers, he also had a pair of weird twins tagging along with him. Their real names are Sidney and Thurman Sewell, better known as the ATL Twins, and they're pretty screwed up in real life, too. Does that make them the most honest of sources in breaking movie news? Maybe, maybe not, but the news they have is pretty cool nonetheless.

The duo told the New York Post's (awful) Page Six that Franco is set to star in an adaptation of Korine's twisted novel, A Crack Up at the Race Riots, and if you thought Spring Breakers was controversial just check out what they say say about the actor's role...

“[Franco’s] going to be like a KKK leader and we’re gonna be his goons. It’s really strange, in a good way."

Strange isn't even the word, because the story takes place in a world in which MC Hammer leads the black people and Vanilla Ice controls the whites. And it takes place in Florida, meaning Franco might be able to break out that interchangeable southern accent he used in both Spring Breakers and Homefront.

It's unclear if Korine has any involvement with the film but considering it's his book, which was re-issued last year, that wouldn't be much of a surprise. Hopefully more info will drop on this soon, assuming the twins weren't just yanking our gold chains. Check out the book's synopsis below.

Originally published by Mainstreet/Doubleday in 1998, this debut
novel from an underground filmmaker uses print, photographs, drawings,
news clippings, handwriting, a poem, attempted diagrams, and clip art to
enhance the text, which primarily tells of a race war that happens in
Florida, where the Jewish people sit in trees, the black people are run
by MC Hammer, and the white people are run by Vanilla Ice. Or as the
author himself described it front of a national television audience, "I
wanted to write the Great American Choose-Your-Own-Adventure Novel." In
actuality, it is a collection of hard-luck stories, off-and-on-color
jokes, script scraps, found letters, free rhymes, drug flashbacks, and
other missing scenes, all exploring the world of show business with
fingers prying in the cracks and feet set lightly in the black humors of
the real world. With chapters about books found in Monty Clift's
basement and Tupac Shakur's 10 favorite novels, and a set of 11 suicide
notes with room included for the reader's signature, the book is a
one-of-a-kind post-postmodern examination of the dangers of public life
from a unique voice in independent culture, one that might make William
S. Burroughs sigh and turn the page at least.